I haven't had much experience with girls or other intimate encounters before. She was the first. In all respects. Every day she took the lead in my daydreams. She was a beacon of hope for everyone who knew her, especially me. Before our first date, nervousness was written all over my forehead. My hands sweated waterfalls and my stomach twisted into a work of Picasso. But when we met, the fears evaporated faster than ever thought. She was BEAUTIFUL. Later, when we sat next to each other and watched the clowns doing their silly things, the kids having a great time, I knew it. It was her.
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